If you were here

Sometimes when I close my eyes And let the depth of twilight consume my consciousness I can hear your voice Smooth and comforting, Like a satin blanket against a newborn’s skin And sometimes when I am lonely I imagine your arms entwining me in a loving bind Until I have long forgotten who had damaged my dignity Sometimes when I thirst for your words I can hear the beautiful sounds of your body Swirling around me like an apparition Touching me softly, embracing and cradling my head As I hope for the pain to disappear Sometimes I swear I can feel your breath on my face But I am not afraid For I know that it is only you warming my flushed cheeks Against the brutal winter Sometimes I am almost certain that your lips against mine But then I remember that this cannot be For only a short time ago You took your very life, Never to come back to me

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